Jokes on You

[Excerpt from the film Mo' Better Blues]

[Bleek] I have a certain amount of time allotted for DAILY PRACTICE!

You know this! Yet you consistently overlook my program

[Clarke] I get the times mixed up

[Bleek] Hmm

[Clarke] Everything with you is so damn regulated

A certain time to do this... a certain time to do that

Everything's on a schedule, a time table!

[Bleek] Let me explain something to you!

Life is short... Okay? I need it like this to do the things I gotta do, I like order

[Clarke] Order's fine,.. but you're ridiculous!

[Bleek] What do you want?

[Clarke] I want a man who knows what he wants... decisive!

You don't know what you want!

Make up your mind, to be a man, and don't be wishy-washy on me!

[Bleek] Hmm

I know what I want: my music. Everything else is secondary!

[Clarke] I knew you would say that

[Bleek] Then why did you ask?

[Intro]

Yeah!

I'm just tryna do my thing, you know?

Do yours!

X me out all the bullshit

[Chorus]

I'm on the move every night (uh!)

You know I ain't livin' right

And you wanna be the wifey (wifey...)

So it's hurtin' you to like me (like me...)

And it's killin' you to love (uh!)

Chatter gets to you 'cause you always in the club (uh-huh!)

I ain't tryna cuddle up, girl you gotta go home

Don't get me outta my zone, stop callin' my phone (uh!)

Save the cryin' for the dummy (dummy...)

I wake up both eyes on the motherfuckin' money (money...)

[Verse 1]

Uhh, you ain't really hurt, bitch, you been down this road before

Problem when lies surface (uh), bullshit you done heard and more

I tap the pen, let out the bullet, but I don't serve 'em raw (raw!)

The quickest way of trappin', I'm havin', you have to go to court (daamn!)

Life long accident, one night of action got ya caught

Victim to their spot, now you're up to your knees in child support

But uh-uuuhh (uh-uh!) not me, I'm Rocky in a drop V

I'm top seed on it, word to Big and lil' Katif

Lambo' down the side streets

Same neighborhood as LL, Kool G. and Mobb Deep

'Pone and Nore' and fly sneaks (uh!)

Ghetto bitches, dime freaks, I'm just tryna fit in

Finally get my shit off so they mention my name with them (yeah!)

No Valentine, 'cause none of these ladies mine (nah!)

Not my girl, girl to be, fiancé or baby mom (mom!)

Brand new women to bring home, chains, watches and ring shown

Come into my reality, P.I.M.P. my ringtone (ringtone!)

[Chorus]

I'm on the move every night (uh!)

You know I ain't livin' right

And you wanna be the wifey (wifey...)

So it's hurtin' you to like me (like me...)

And it's killin' you to love (uh!)

Chatter gets to you 'cause you always in the club (uh-huh!)

I ain't tryna cuddle up, girl you gotta go home

Don't get me outta my zone, stop callin' my phone (uh!)

Save the cryin' for the dummy (dummy...)

I wake up both eyes on the motherfuckin' money (money...)

[Verse 2]

How do you think I got to the money? Bein' stupid?! (Punk!)

You done fucked around and got yo' dumb ass in my music

I got new hoes for the day, fuckin' girls they all will pay

I'm guaranteed to score, like Jordan, the basketballer way

Lot of missed callin', ya borin', I'll be gone 'til autumn

Girls in no order, you can have 'em, I can't afford 'em (wooo!)

Don't pillow-talk, them broads ain't holdin' water

And they ain't' faithful either

Catch me in the nightclub pourin' Rosé on her

Balls in a model hand, shine like a hologram

Orgies, a dime a dozen, clockwork like the dollar van (yeah!)

Barely like 'em, don't love 'em, showstoppers, exotic tans

Dancin' while I judge 'em, I thug 'em all out way out in France (France!)

I ain't ya come up, chill and roll the blunt up (yeah!)

An hour later and one nut, then I'll hit cha back, nunchuck (uh!)

Hit the street when the sun's up, shittin' now by the dump truck

Hold on, let me see what this bitch want.. WHAT?!

[Chorus]

I'm on the move every night (uh!)

You know I ain't livin' right

And you wanna be the wifey (wifey...)

So it's hurtin' you to like me (like me...)

And it's killin' you to love (uh!)

Chatter gets to you 'cause you always in the club (uh-huh!)

I ain't tryna cuddle up, girl you gotta go home

Don't get me outta my zone, stop callin' my phone (uh!)

Save the cryin' for the dummy (dummy...)

I wake up both eyes on the motherfuckin' money (money...)